"Take me to see your boss." Han Sanqian said to Huangmao.

Huangmao gritted her teeth and looked at the other subordinates. She didn't even dare to move. She must have been unable to hit the boy in front of her.

But it doesn't matter. Since he wants to see the boss, he will give him this opportunity.

When he arrived at his own territory, Huangmao couldn't subdue a little kid if he didn't believe it.

"Okay, if you want to see you, I will take you there, but don't regret it." Huangmao said.

Han Sanqian threw away the steel pipe and said, "These two words have not appeared in my life dictionary."

After saying that, Han Sanqian took the lead in leaving the soybean juice shop.

Seeing this, the gang of gangsters followed closely behind.

"Mom, will my brother be in danger?" Chen Ling asked the boss's wife with a worried look on her face.

The boss's wife was also very worried. After all, he was just a child, but the boss's wife could not help with this matter.

"It should be fine, Ling'er, don't worry." The boss said this a little distracted, but she was an ordinary woman, and she really had no choice.

But Chen Ling is just a child. She firmly believes in her mother's words, so she thinks that Han Sanqian will be fine, and didn't he defeat two of them just now?

"Brother is so awesome." Chen Ling said with a blushing face.

Han Sanqian followed Huangmao and others to an entertainment city. The environment was dirty and messy, and the gamblers inside didn't look like rich people. They should be tricking some ordinary people. Judging from these, the boss of Huangmao is probably just a small character.

Of course, even the great figure in the Tao is not worth mentioning to Han Sanqian. His current strength, no matter how powerful a person is, will not be too difficult to deal with.

"It seems that you guys are not doing well." Han Sanqian said lightly.

After being ridiculed by Han Sanqian, the yellow-haired man wanted to step on the ground and ravage Han Sanqian, but after thinking about Han Sanqian was so capable, he could only temporarily suppress his anger. Anyway, he had already reached his own territory, and as long as the boss spoke, he would have a chance to vent his anger.

Walk into an office.

It is better to say it is a room than an office. Because there is no office, there is a bed, a greasy middle-aged man holding a little girl with colorful hair in his arms, wearing fishnet stockings, dressed like a street girl.

"Boss." Huangmao shouted.

The middle-aged man didn't even look at Huangmao and said, "Do you want the money back?"

"Boss, there's something wrong with you." Huangmao said weakly.

"Fuck, this little thing can't be done well. What's the use of you? Damn, you might as well go eat shit." The middle-aged man cursed.

"Boss, it's all this guy who ruined our good things, and he wants to see you." Huangmao said.

The middle-aged man then raised his head, but when he saw Han Sanqian, he became even more angry.

Just a little kid can ruin their good things. Could it be that a group of people can't even deal with a child?
Chapter completed!